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Gianni Furbo

I am here for Networking

About Me


My Interests

General Italian Culture, not limited to: Food, Wine, Language, Literature, Art, Fashion, Women, Hand Motions, Automobili

I'd like to meet:

Like-minded grouperists.

Music:

DMBQ?

Movies:

Seconds, Cocksucker Blues, Kontroll

Television:

None.

Books:

Cookbooks and Cockbooks

Heroes:

my great-great grandfather, Giuseppe Ralpho Mercurio

My Blog

Death Ray

Wow, I thought I'd grown out of that drunken demeanor, wild and crazy behavior happening nevermore. Boy, was I wrong. The birthday time had come around once again, as it does once-a-year. Maybe sinc...
Posted by Gianni Furbo on Mon, 13 Nov 2006 02:44:00 PST

It Can't Happen Here, I'm Telling You My Dear

Little did you know, there is a Nazi Outpost in the Santa Monica Mountains. Although it has now been defunct for over sixty years, before the outset of the second World War, the Nazi party constructe...
Posted by Gianni Furbo on Tue, 09 May 2006 06:29:00 PST

Big Sur

Left Los Angeles at 8 o'clock in the morning of Wednesday for Big Sur despite a slough of bad weather in the forecast. Mudslides, thunder, lightning and heavy rain. I hadn't been to this region of C...
Posted by Gianni Furbo on Thu, 20 Apr 2006 09:23:00 PST

Fuck by Fuck You

Yes, We (Spencer, Dano and Myself) returned to Shit Angeles after 44 combined hours on the road and a few days in between at South By Southwest in Austin, Texas. This was our hajj to the new promise...
Posted by Gianni Furbo on Wed, 22 Mar 2006 08:06:00 PST

substitution

I am in the process of applying to be a substitute teacher. Picture me, influencing the youthful minds of Los Angeles, albeit temporarily. Maybe the kids will call me gay and ask if I've ever had se...
Posted by Gianni Furbo on Wed, 08 Feb 2006 01:40:00 PST

This Old House

After the better part of a year, I must depart from this place on Lincoln St. I am the only one who lasted the whole year. I have survived the malfunctioning heater, the poorly ventilated summer, th...
Posted by Gianni Furbo on Tue, 18 Oct 2005 06:07:00 PST

A Few Ways Around

Today, I rode to work on a borrowed bicycle. Usually, I ride another borrowed bicycle, a technicolor Peugot with a huge mountain-bike frame and tires that are barely street legal. Unfortunately, I w...
Posted by Gianni Furbo on Wed, 28 Sep 2005 07:30:00 PST

I'm losing my edge.

I tried to quit my job but my boss talked me out of it. He is a Pearl district yuppie who pretends to be Italian, riding his Vespa, claiming to understand 60-70 percent of the language when spoken. ...
Posted by Gianni Furbo on Sat, 27 Aug 2005 06:42:00 PST

a working stiff.

Today was my one day off. I spent it like it was hard earned money. You "spend" your days off, right? Sixty godamn hours a week. Sure, you say, time and a half. Oregon food handlers card. Help you...
Posted by Gianni Furbo on Tue, 16 Aug 2005 10:14:00 PST

late fees

'this is a beer bottle reading some poetry, jesus.'i remember the bukowski documentary 'born into this' where bukowski is reading a poem about taking a shower after sex with some woman--his poems were...
Posted by Gianni Furbo on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST